Gu Shiting’s apartment is quite large, around two hundred square meters, decorated very simply in black and white.
He hires a housekeeper to clean, but normally, it’s just him.
Gu Shiting is not at all like a spoiled rich kid; he cooks for himself and can handle daily tasks both big and small.
He asked Sheng Tang and Sheng Zong to sit in the living room and went to the guest room, soon managing to tidy up a guest room.
Sheng Tang sat alone with her brother, wanting to say something.
But she didn’t know how to start.
"Don’t be sad," Sheng Tang finally said, "If you’re unhappy, just tell your sister."
Sheng Zong didn’t pretend to be strong in front of Sheng Tang.
He seemed a bit helpless.
He had feelings for Jin Luo. When he suddenly heard about her past, he was stunned for a long time.
Breaking up was certain.
It’s not that Sheng Zong disliked her, but he couldn’t meet her needs. He wasn’t a wealthy guy, and he hadn’t even decided if he would join his grandfather’s company in the future.
He was an ordinary person, a boy from an ordinary family; he wasn’t the person Jin Luo was looking for.
So, Sheng Zong didn’t want to waste her time.
"...Sis, I always thought I looked decent." Sheng Zong sighed lightly.
So, when he pursued Jin Luo, and succeeded so smoothly, he really thought it was because of his charm.
After all, he was handsome. Since middle school, many girls had chased after him.
In their class, there weren’t many boys better than him.
"You are very handsome!" Sheng Tang said, "You look like Dad; I’ve always thought Dad is even more handsome than Xu Bingzhi!"
Sheng Zong couldn’t help but smile.
Talking with Sheng Tang improved his mood a lot.
His sister wouldn’t blame him for being naive; after all, if someone schemed against him, there was nothing he could do.
"You and Brother Ting, you two..." Sheng Zong hinted.
Sheng Tang: "There’s nothing between us."
Sheng Zong was silent for a while.
He seemed to muster up his courage and said to Sheng Tang, "Sis, I’m like you; I love Grandma very much too. But let me say something fair—what happened was an accident.
You say a mistake made by accident is still a mistake. But can’t mistakes be remedied? Brother Ting is very good to you; I can see that. Can’t you let go of the past?"
Sheng Tang glanced at him.
He understood the meaning in his sister’s eyes.
"Are you worried that Mom won’t forgive you?" Sheng Zong asked again.
Sheng Tang didn’t answer.
"Mom can’t be with you for the rest of your life," Sheng Zong said, "Anyway, I think, whether it’s a boy or a girl, they will eventually leave their parents in the future.
Your own life is even longer. Parents can’t be with us forever, and through all the ups and downs, it’s your partner who shares them with you."
Sheng Tang nudged him, interrupting his words.
"You’re so young but full of sentiments," she said.
"I’m not a kid; don’t I understand?" Sheng Zong was dissatisfied, "I’m telling the truth. Anyway, I think besides Brother Ting, it’s impossible for you to like anyone else. You can’t stay lonely for a lifetime, right?"
Sheng Tang smiled helplessly.
Sheng Zong continued, "Think about it, when Mom and Dad grow old, and I get married and have my own children, what about you?
If during the New Year, I take my wife and kids on a vacation, and you stay alone in your luxurious apartment, with your agents, assistants, and even the nanny and driver going home, sitting in the spacious living room, so alone..."
He was half-joking with Sheng Tang, with a bit of an intention to scare her.
But Sheng Tang thought of her past life.
At that time, her life was just like Sheng Zong described. The more the holidays that should have been joyous, the lonelier she felt.
Loneliness gnawed at her like a worm, bit by bit.
She shivered.